Poetry

Pieces Of Hope

“Please, darling. Take all of me.
Even my broken parts.”

Please, darling. Take all of me. Even my broken parts. I’m tired of carrying all this weight. I’m tired of being the one on the floor with shattered pieces of hope strewn around me like trash. I’m tired of feeling this low. I’m tired. And I don’t know if I’ll ever have the strength to stand on my own ever again. But most importantly, I’m tired of using you as a crutch.

© Sarah Doughty
2018

I’m just so damned tired.

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